Everybody knows the dice are loaded.
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed.
Everybody knows the war is over.
Everybody knows the good guys lost.
Everybody knows the fight was fixed.
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich.
That's how it goes. Everybody
knows...
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows...
Everybody talking to their pockets.
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
and a long red rose.
Everybody knows.

The
program premiers were available to every television set in the region
because of a high-mileage media hybrid.

The shows appeared on both commercial and community stations. The non-corporate
entity produced the events, commercial TV greatly expanded distribution.

Thus began an ongoing series of sane public interest programs which
generate both entertaining heat and more than a little light.

Please spread the word and consider contributing to the cause online
at ReSurge.TV.

You may also take the public option known as the U.S. Postal Service
and send a check or money order to ReSurge.TV, P.O. Box 10034, Reno
NV 89510.

Your contribution will help fund the distribution as well as ongoing
efforts at developing new media, including a regional, non-corporate
community radio station and the return of community television to Reno-Sparks-Washoe.

You are present at the creation of what I hope can become a new media
model where the programming accurately reflects what's happening on
the ground and the media impact is powerful enough to forcefully pass
the message upward.

The book was all about Nevada's Nye
County cat houses and the good ole boy system.

TV did everything but write in Big Bird. "Dirty City," the
original title was scrapped and the whole thing was transplanted to the fictional
Crestridge, Wyoming, about a political tussle over (don't laugh) massage parlors.

Right.

Maybe that's why we had to wait until 2010 for Love Ranch starring Dame
Helen Mirren (Oscar winner for The Queen) and Joe Pesci (Oscar
winner for Goodfellas) as Grace and Charlie Bontempo, a thinly
disguised Sally and Joe Conforte.

Love Ranch had everything
 sex, jealousy, corruption, shooting and death. Because some of downtown
Reno had not changed since the 1970s, part of the film was shot in these parts.

The script was kinda sappy. Doomed heavyweight boxing contender Oscar Bonavena's
fictional character was named (I'm not making this up) Armando Bruza.

Get it?

We don't have to wait another 30 years. The next promotional bonanza is staring
us right in the face.

Since it will be set in the present, we won't have G-rating considerations cluttering
our minds. Today, anything goes.

You want rough sex, you got it. Call the Sparks Police Department for the gruesome
rape complaint filed last April against the sheriff and one of his deputies.
It's so grotesque, I will neither quote from it nor upload it to any of my websites.
When Joe Hart at KRNV TV-4 first reported it last May, he didn't upload
it either.

MARISKA HARGITAY, CALL YOUR OFFICE. At the
Oct. 15 Virginia Highlands candidates night, the sheriff said the rape never
happened, then questioned why the victim took eight years to report it. I guess
he doesn't watch Law & Order SVU.

When challenged by his opponent, Shawn Mahan, Mr. Antinoro added "This
victim worked at Sparks P.D. She contacted the other person involved and that
was just a year ago."

What kind of courage did it take to walk into a place where, according to Sheriff
Antinoro, many people know you, and then make public such twisted and intimate
details?

Another woman recently filed eerily similar charges with Nevada Attorney
General Catherine Cortez-Masto. It's as depraved as the Sparks file, including
intimations of the legendary kinds of petting zoos only found south of the border.
Chains mandatory, whips optional,
bring your own handcuffs.

Baby, this movie is writing itself!
Another public relations coup for Nevada.

I've filed public records requests with both Storey County and the AG. The sheriff
publishes his cel-phone number (775-881-8196) on county business cards but District
Attorney Bill Maddox says since the sheriff pays the bill himself, it's
not a public record.

ABSURDS
OF A FEATHER

Antinoro
endorses Assemblymember Jim Wheeler, who would bring back slavery "if
that's what the constituency wants."

As
Sheriff, it is my fundamental duty to protect people and their rights.
It is good to know there are lawmakers like Assemblyman Wheeler, working
to ensure those rights are not infringed upon by the government.
 Gerry Antinoro, Sheriff,
Storey County From Assemblymember
Wheeler's website

So if a Nevada government agency
wants to keep its dealings secret, officials just need to figure out a way to
subcontract?

Public meetings and public records
be damned, we're talking heavy business here.

Barry Smith, Executive Director of the Nevada Press Association
in Carson City, says "No elected official should be able to hide public
records by using a private cell phone or e-mail account. Clearly, thats
not the intent of Nevadas public records law."

So who should play the sheriff in
our movie? I nominate Howie Mandel for his first dramatic role. Hey,
nobody thought Michael Keaton could do Batman, but he was saved
by the rubber muscle suit. Mandel looks like Antinoro with about as much hair.
Both guys present psycho-scary visages on camera. Perfect.

Our film can conclude by going
from light to dark.

You want federal investigations?
I've got a great one for action movie lovers. You want drugs and motorcycles?
We've got drugs and motorcycles running up and down Interstate 80 with Storey
County curiously marked absent from the regional drug interdiction task force.
(Last I heard, a goodly chunk of I-80 was within Storey jurisdiction, but maybe
they moved the freeway while nobody was looking.)

Sex in squad cars? Part of
the job (and better than yoga, from what I understand). Sex in public offices?
Piece of cake.

Passage of the tax initiative could
easily lead to a successful court challenge that would at the same time blow
out not only the revenue hike, but also term limits and the state's worst anti-union
laws. Something for everybody.

The medium that shapes public opinion
needs at least one refuge where it is not filtered through the distorted green
eye shades of prissy corporate accountants for whom profit is the only priority;
where self-censorship is the journalist's normal work environment and where
all sins of omission are tacitly encouraged and forgiven with the wave of a
balance sheet.

Happy
150th Birthday, Ms. NevadaNevada
Day Required ReadingThe
Lady in the Red DressThe Barbwire's classic Nevada Day
column written in 1983The compleat history
of the Silver State in 500 wordsSO
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